I suppose every Duke must go through such matters. I spent a hundred years surreptitiously investigating until a passing Sanghai Priestess from Nordtof let slip that what I'd seen was related to the creator's lost history.
I must make a journey to the Origin Land...
But now all known Origin Lands on the continent are under the control of the Sanghai People, and the Origin Land you all discovered is most likely the key to uncovering those visions of the past."
"No, Shani! I've been there, I've studied there, and my condition hasn't improved."
Triss whispered in dissuasion:
"Entering there won't do you any good, and as for whether you can get in, that's up to Murphy, the curator."
"Hmm, then the problem is simple."
Shani squatted down with a quirky smile and gazed into Murphy's eyes, saying:
"So, little Mo Fei, what price must Auntie Shani pay for you to allow your poor aunt to enter your wondrous Murphy's place in search of some comfort for her soul?"
